Chapter 314

His death is a bare pole. He has no attachment in his life, but he has implicated his brothers. He is really sorry.

It has to be said that as a soldier, Zheng Ping'an is greedy, but he is still bloody.

Hearing that he mentioned the national hall, Yang Xuan's heart also clicked, and then his face became gloomy again.

"You leaked my trace. You want to live, don't I want to live!"

Even though Yang Xuan had a good temper, he couldn't help getting angry at the moment.

I indulged in this unkempt appearance in order to avoid the pursuit of Zhang Gaosi, who is enshrined in the National Palace. Now the National Palace knows its position. If you don't leave quickly, the people on Zhang Gaosi's side will come and kill themselves.

Absolutely not!

Yang Xuan frowned and turned to leave.

You have to pay your own life for the lives of these people. Where does this truth come from in the world? You are not a good man who cuts meat and feeds Eagles!

Seeing Yang Xuan walking out of the city gate step by step, Zheng Ping'an's tears have poured down madly like a dike burst.

The man who fought on the battlefield for half his life never shed tears. This time, he finally shed tears and repented for his greed.

The sad atmosphere spread, and the soldiers knew they could not live. For a time, they cried, leaving only sobs.

At the next moment, Zheng Ping'an was suddenly stunned.

In his slightly hazy sight, Yang Xuan retreated step by step!

When Yang Xuan gradually retreated to the back, another figure also appeared.

It was a man in a black robe. His whole body revealed a dangerous smell. He stood quietly in front of Yang Xuan and released a strong momentum.

"It's you!" Yang Xuan looked at the black robed man in front of him and said in disbelief.

The man in black smiled darkly, slowly took off his hood and showed his face.

Yang Xuan's memory of this face is very profound, because he is the material leader he met in wanlingzong.

At this moment, the breath on the black robed man has raised another realm, which makes Yang Xuan feel some palpitations.

"How could..."

"How is it possible that I haven't died, but I have improved a realm, right?"

Before Yang Xuan asked, the black robed man had said what he wanted to say first.

A pair of eyes stared at Yang Xuan angrily. He immediately sent out a strong murderous spirit. Taking a step forward, his mouth made a creaking sound of gnashing his teeth.

"Yang Xuan, you have done great harm to me!"

As soon as the voice fell, the man in black immediately shot and patted Yang Xuan's chest with a fierce palm wind.

Yang Xuan had long been vigilant. At the moment when the black robed man shot, he was ready to punch out.

"Yang Ling breaks yuan hand!"

"Boom!"

A fist and a palm clashed in an instant, and a strong Qi force came out violently, which directly lifted Zheng Ping'an and others nearby.

"Oh, hello -"

Zheng Ping'an screamed and rolled to the back of the nearby haystack.

This was originally stacked at the gate of the city as a smoke burning warning in wartime, but now it has become Zheng Ping'an's best refuge.

A pair of eyes stared at the two people opposite. Zheng Ping'an was silly for a moment.

Is this the battle between immortal masters? You have such power when you make a move!

Seeing Zheng Ping'an, the soldiers on the other side also found shelters and hid, staring at the battle they couldn't touch all their life.

The strength in Yang Xuan's hand was so great that he directly offset all the power of the black robed man's palm, and there was a surplus of strength to the black robed man.

The man in black didn't hit, and immediately retreated to the rear. With a slight shake, Yang Xuan's strength was completely unloaded by him.

"Boy, don't you have any other means?" The man in Black said so and laughed wildly.

It seems that the shot to Yang Xuan just now is just a test. The man in black hasn't come up with his real ability at all.

Even Yang Xuan has seen that the long knife hasn't come out of its scabbard yet.

He put his other hand under the broad sleeve robe. Yang Xuan's hand had been covered with a layer of surging spiritual power, and blew the sleeve robe up from time to time.

"What is your identity and why do you have to fight me?" The two faced each other, and Yang Xuan suddenly asked.

The black robed man snorted coldly, "boy, if you don't hold your hands, you'll know!"

With that, the man in black rushed forward again, and the speed was so fast that he even left a residual shadow behind him.

The next moment, Yang Xuan felt a strong knife spirit coming straight to his face. When he looked at it, he didn't know when the long knife had been held in the hands of the man in black.

Just preparing to fight back, Yang Xuan's Yin Ling Na Yuan hand had been taken out, and a huge sense of crisis suddenly came from behind.

No, the real attack is behind!

The idea suddenly appeared in Yang Xuan's heart. Then he turned directly and hit the void behind him.

"Poof!"

Yang Xuan's fist was undoubtedly empty, and a dull voice came from his belly.

Looking down, in Yang Xuan's abdomen, it was the tip of the long knife, which had passed through his body!

Before he could react, the man in black pulled out the long knife again. The barb on the tip of the knife directly hurt Yang Xuan again.

"Ah!" Yang Xuan screamed, and then he covered his lower abdomen and fell to the ground.

This knife is very dangerous. It is only a line away from Yang Xuan's Dantian. If it deviates a little further, Yang Xuan will become a useless man immediately.

But fortunately, Yang Xuan's terrible blood force is rapidly repairing his wound. In the blink of an eye, it won't kill him, but it just takes time to repair it.

"Hey, hey, boy, miscalculation!" The man in black looked at Yang Xuan lying on the ground and said proudly.

Before, he was almost killed by Yang Xuan. His hatred for Yang Xuan can be said to be unbearable. At the moment, Yang Xuan is dying, so he can't help but want to vent.

I felt that my spiritual power was replying a little. Listening to the ridicule of the black robed man, Yang Xuan bit his teeth and immediately took a sentence to delay time for himself.

"What on earth is your means to deceive my spiritual consciousness!" Yang Xuan showed an unbelievable expression and seemed very unwilling to the result.

Hearing Yang Xuan's insinuation that he was invincible by despicable means, the black robed man's mood immediately became excited again.

"You boy, what can you understand?! this is the power of the heart beat, and it's also the power you can't understand!"